I find it hard to change
Beyond routine
With its iron back
And its cheap caffeine
But we go too far
Down this road we?ve turned
We will cry for the city
We will beg for its crime
We will see what we?re missing
We will beg and we will cry
I?ve struggled hard to be
What my Daddy wants
What my Sister feels
What my Girlfriend needs
But we go too far
Down this road we?ve turned
We will cry for the city
We will reap what we sow
We will find we?ve sowed so little
But we will reap and we will sow
I?m haunted by a dream
A future scene
With an absent heart
And an open seam
I?ve got no heart left to break
It?s my saving grace
My road to ruin
My oldest friend
But we go too far
Down this road we?ve turned
We will cry for the city
We will read of its past
We will fail to listen
We will read and we?ll ignore
We will cry for the city
We will search for its hope
And from the concrete
Revolution springs its head
Towards the sun